I’m Not a Regressor - Chapter 304

I am not a returner Episode 304

Sky Mountains (10)

“Kuuuuuu!”

A resounding scream.

Red blood leaked from the crushed eyeball.

“Tsk.”

Ojin spat out the remaining Behemoth eyeballs in his mouth and lifted himself up using his spear as a staff.

Behemoth, who had lost one eye, was seen taking a step back in a panicked motion.

Well, it’s understandable to be embarrassed.

The prey, which was dying, suddenly jumped up and bit its eyelids off.

“That’s why you shouldn’t carelessly say that you won’t kill him.”

Ojin twisted the corner of his blood-soaked mouth.

If you can’t win by fighting head on, there is only one way.

The only way for Ojin to deal with Behemoth was to catch the enemy off guard and surprise them.

In such a situation, the confidence that I would ‘not die’ became a greater strength than anything else.

Because without having to take on the risk of death, I was able to draw the enemy’s guard by walking a tightrope into a dangerous area.

“Isn’t that crazy?!”

No matter how sure you are that you won’t die, you can’t believe they let down your guard by causing you to suffer a wound so big that your ribs are exposed and you lose one of your left legs.

It was not something a sane person could do.

[Didn’t I tell you?]

Vega chuckled, looking at the embarrassed Felice.

[You don’t know anything about your child.]

The moment I saw Oh Jin lying in complete disrepair.

Vega was able to realize it without even realizing it.

Ojin doesn’t fall down like this.

Even if he gets hurt so badly that his bones are clearly exposed, he will never give up.

If you tell others, they might laugh like Felis, as if it was ridiculous.

-You know me, right?

okay.

I have been with Ojin so far.

I learned more than I thought.

Not a misdiagnosis as a regressor.

It is not a misdiagnosis as a star in the reverse sky.

Now I can see what kind of person ‘Kwon Oh-jin’ in front of me is.

“Krrrrr!”

Behemoth, who had lost one eye, let out an angry scream and rushed at Ojin.

Ojin extended his right arm towards the charging Behemoth.

Quack!

Sharp teeth digging into flesh.

In an instant, the bones were crushed and the flesh was torn off.

but.

“Huh.”

Hold the Dantalian with your left hand.

Dantalian, which was a black spear, turned into a folding knife the size of a palm.

The eye he just bitten off was Behemoth’s right eye.

That is, in a situation like now where he is biting his right arm.

‘You won’t be able to see the left arm.’

He thrust the Dantalian in his hand into Behemoth’s eyelid.

“Krrrrr!”

As soon as the pain was felt, Behemoth quickly turned its head.

“It’s no use.”

Quack!

Dantalian, who was stuck in the Behemoth’s eye, changed its appearance into the shape of a hook.

Dantalian was fixed, digging into the flesh as hard as a fishing hook.

Ojin stuck Dantalian into the Behemoth’s eyes and poured a thunderbolt into it.

Let’s go! Let’s go!

Blue flames sprang up and the thunderbolt flowed directly into the Behemoth’s body.

“Coooooo! “Choooooo!”

A behemoth writhing in pain and swinging its front paws.

Ohjin’s body, hit by the front paw of the Behemoth, rose high like a baseball going over the fence and then fell down.

“Wow!”

A pain that felt like it was on fire spread throughout my body.

There was no place on my body that did not feel pain.

Ojin struggled to get up, holding on to his tattered right arm that had been bitten by the Behemoth.

“Kaaaa!”

Behemoth was seen struggling to remove the Dantalian stuck in the corner of his right eye.

Ojin burst into laughter even as his head felt like it was burning white.

“It won’t fall off easily, right?”

Dantalian had an ego.

Even if you are not holding it in your hand, it will change its shape and dig into the Behemoth’s flesh.

“Krrrrr!”

Behemoth must have decided that Dantalian could not be taken out easily, so he turned his head towards Ojin and let out an angry roar.

A black aura erupted like an explosion.

“Beh behring!” “Wait a minute!”

Felice shouted with a shocked expression.

The life felt by the Behemoth right now was extremely creepy, as if it had completely forgotten its order not to kill Ojin.

If this continues, Ojin will be killed by the enraged Behemoth.

“Krrrrr!”

Behemoth kicked its feet, ignoring the command to wait.

The Behemoth approached Ozin with a swift movement that made it difficult to believe that it had lost one of its eyes, and pointed its sharp horn at Ozin.

“Ugh!”

Taang!

Ojin fired a wire at a nearby tree and quickly distanced himself from Behemoth.

“Behring! “I told you to stop!”

“Kaaaa!”

Behemoth completely out of control.

Felice looked back at Vega with an urgent expression.

“What are you doing if you don’t stop me quickly?”

[Hmm? Isn’t that your Holy Spirit?] Unlike

Felis, who had an urgent expression, Vega’s expression as she watched the battle was quite relaxed.

Felice shouted in frustration.

“If you continue like that, your child will die. Are you okay? “Didn’t you say earlier that you would protect that child even if it means breaking the law?!”

[That’s right.]

And that hasn’t changed even now.

If Ojin is truly in danger of death, I will protect him even at the risk of extinction.

but.

[Don’t panic.]

Vega smiled slightly as he looked at Ojin, who was calmly observing the Behemoth while increasing the distance through the wire.

[The woman’s child will win.]

A voice full of utmost confidence.

Felice frowned as if he was dumbfounded.

“Can you say that even after looking at that thing?”

Although Behemoth was greatly injured, Ojin was not without any consequences.

No, simply considering the severity of the wound, Oh Jin’s condition was much more serious than that of Behemoth.

His left leg was torn off below the knee and he could not move properly unless it was moved by a wire, and blood was still pouring from the large wound on his chest.

What about the arms?

He gave up his right arm and succeeded in sticking Dantalian right in the corner of the Behemoth’s eye, but in the end, not only his leg but also one of his arms was damaged.

How can a warrior with one broken leg and arm win against an excited Behemoth?

“That kid is going to die!”

Felice, who didn’t want to lose Ojin even though it was because of the smell, shouted with a nervous expression.

However, compared to her nervous shaking, Vega’s expression remained calm.

It wasn’t simply because they trusted the misdiagnosis.

Although Felice couldn’t see it, she was now seeing the ‘change’ taking place within Ojin’s body.

[Now that I think about it, it’s been a while since you reached the 8th level.]

Considering other awakened people, the expression ‘quite a bit of time’ has passed doesn’t seem appropriate.

Considering Ojin’s growth so far, it was true that he had not been able to overcome the 9-star barrier for quite a long time.

For the awakened, the walls of the nine castles were so distant.

but.

If it’s a misdiagnosis.

If it is the star in the sky that she has been seeing all along.

It was certain that it would shine most brightly in the dark, with no future in sight.

“ha.”

Ojin stood up, clutching his tattered right arm.

‘It’s not easy to stand up.’

As I tried to support myself on one foot, my balance kept getting lost.

If you use the stream, your body will turn into a dark cloud and your severed limbs will be regenerated.

‘You can’t use the stream in front of Vega.’

Even if it was not in front of Vega, it could not be used because it was a bit dangerous considering the aftereffects of the stream.

‘then.’

There is only one way left.

“Use it.”

Take a deep breath.

‘charge.’

Blue lightning condenses on the right arm and left leg.

‘Charge charge charge charge.’

The condensed lightning flashed beyond its limit and burned fiercely as if screaming.

A thunderbolt struggling like a wild animal trapped in a fence, begging to be released quickly.

Ojin ignored the struggling thunderbolt and continued to charge.

“Cough!”

My body swelled like a balloon that had been inflated beyond its limits.

A terrible pain was gnawing away at my reason, warning me to release the thunderbolt immediately.

but.

“Stay still, bastard.”

It doesn’t stop.

There was no reason to stop.

This level of pain is now almost a daily occurrence for him.

Let’s go!

The right arm, which was torn apart by the Behemoth, exploded, creating an arm made of lightning inside it.

The same goes for the torn off left leg.

Brain body.

A skill that turns a mere human body into that of a god.

Unlike before, where at most one arm was turned into a thunderbolt, this time even the left leg below the knee and a part of the chest that had been torn off to the point where the bones were exposed were transformed into blue thunderbolts.

“Krrr?”

Behemoth stopped walking as if it felt an unusual energy.

The single blood-red eye looked Ojin up and down.

“why?”

Ojin grinned as he looked at the stopped Behemoth.

“Are you scared?”

It was an incredibly childish provocation.

For Behemoth, who reigned as the ruler of the Sky Mountains and received only fear-filled gazes from countless demonic beasts, there was no more effective provocation than this.

“Krrrrrrr!”

He let out a ferocious roar and lowered his body.

The black aura erupted like an explosion and began to suck in the surrounding fog.

Grrrrrrrgh!

The entire mountain range shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

The ground around where the Behemoth was standing began to crack and collapse like a dry desert.

A black light storm began to rage around the body of the Behemoth, which had sucked in the surrounding fog.

‘Isn’t it called a black storm only because it moves quickly?’

Until now, if we had referred to it as a black storm in the idiomatic sense that it moves so quickly that it looks like a black storm is raging.

What was now swirling around the Behemoth’s body was a real storm made up of the magical power of stigmata.

A black storm so powerful that even steel is torn apart like a piece of paper the moment it touches it.

Behemoth, wrapped in a storm, rushed toward Ojin.

Until now, the Behemoth’s movements had been agile like a cat, but now it was charging in a straight line like an angry bull.

“Yes, it should come out like that.”

Ojin looked at the running Behemoth and raised the corners of his mouth.

Although it was successful in making arms and legs into brain bodies, it was still impossible to move them naturally like real limbs.

In that sense, Behemoth’s movement, which seemed to simply use ‘force’ to press down on itself, was rather welcome.

Clearly, the black storm swirling around Behemoth’s body contains enormous power.

‘Because if it’s my strength, I won’t be pushed back.’

Ojin tightly grasped his right arm, which had turned into a blue thunderbolt.

He extended his right arm as if pulling a bowstring and stared at the running Behemoth.

Pajik! Pajijik!

The eight strokes engraved next to the stigmata of Lyra radiated light.

no.

The strokes, now nine lines, were burning with a fierce light.

[‘Stigmata of Lyra’ has been upgraded to 9 stars!]